So I kind of have this thing for metaphors.
I like pondering about the significance of things and comparing my relationships with people to ‘leaves falling away in the midst of autumn, too weary to keep holding on’. I spend a significant amount of time finding quotes on Goodreads and saving them in my blog (it’s like tumblr for non-teenagers, right?). Murakami is my religion because I too, believe that people’s hearts are like deep wells. When I need a pick-me-up on especially tough days, I read Billy Joel lyrics on google.
This particular habit is usually self-contained but once in a while, someone else comes up with a metaphor that I especially delight in, and it’s worth a blogpost.
Do you know someone who compliments you like this?
“I don’t like talking to so-and-so, they’re so annoying, but I like talking to you.”
“I don’t actually think a lot of other people smart, but I think you’re smart.”
“Girls in this city are so shallow, I’m glad you’re not like that.”
I really feel like I’m writing a lot but actually nothing ever makes it to the blog because I can’t seem to commit to making those thoughts ‘public’. So, why not a dump of Rick and Morty quotes that give me plausible deniability when it comes to expressing how I feel about life?
Wubba Lubba Dub Dub.
It’s like scarlet fever, one has to get it over.
Even though sometimes you annoy the shit out of me.
“Your vomit smells like anorexic girl.” Said my friend, the morning after a night of binge drinking which resulted in my throwing up on her brand new shoes.
“What does that mean?”
“It means that your vomit doesn’t stink. It smells sweet because there’s no food in your stomach.”
I felt oddly pleased with this comment.
The thing that bothers me about depression is that I fear I will be an easy murder target. Someone will just one day push me off a balcony or cliff, and the police will look at my medical history and assume, “Oh she was depressed, she must’ve committed suicide. LOL case closed.” and the murderer will get away without any investigation at all.
I haven’t been blogging a lot recently because I don’t feel well. Physically there isn’t anything wrong with me, I’m still maintaining a relatively healthy diet and exercising at least 3x a week – I try to get 8 hours of sleep a night and I drink lots of water. If muscles are any indication, I’m fine.
I downloaded “Introduction to Psychoanalysis.” by Freud but never managed to get through it. The language is difficult and it was hard to remain invested in his teachings, given the information is from the early 1900s and psychology has advanced significantly since then.
Instead I’ve been delving deeper into Jungian psychology. In particular, reading about the cognitive functions. There are eight cognitive functions which represent how people observe the world – each person uses four of the eight functions in order to respond to things. These four functions are used in a dominant, auxiliary, tertiary, and inferior order. I used to be a little skeptical of the function stacks because it seemed inflexible – but the more I read about them in relation to myself, the more valuable the information becomes.